Nature's Skeleton

I wonder what the leaves hear, for them to fall

Maybe someone picked them off,

Maybe they caused them to run away from their home, their skeleton, 

It was part of them

Maybe we are trees,

Growing so tall, just before we lose it all,

Maybe if someone picks at us

We’ll look less and less appealing,

Maybe people will take pictures of us, just for the aesthetic.

We should not become an exhibition

Yet it’s all they see when they look at us.

I wonder if it’s any use being a tree

You wonder how one could possibly grow that tall, that mighty

You’re just a little sprout emerging from the surface,

And when you finally do, all at once, 

The wind is threatening to push you down, all at once

The wind is threatening to shake you down

And maybe a couple of leaves will fall off, 

Maybe a whole branch.